Beard Love

 Your smell in my nostrils bloom my foamy liver

But you are my medicine when I weep in a fever

Your eyes that eat people away freeze me all day

Merely I found something unidentifiable ray

I stand alone in front of the mirror and speak in silence 

Without seeing you my heart and brain seeking violance 

My fingers waiting to hang on your fingers

I'm not alone since your thoughts always lingers

-Sandhiya Kamaraj